The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1887-10-06

season. What wonder thas his warm, con-
que9ing nature prevailed Ovsf her pity md
her fssfs, and that they we've marf1edf At
the altar che seemed thrice the perfection Of
lantern syes, I'll famine and fIame.
"a glofious, bandit-looking- man." said
the ladies in the crowded church. "He
could have married any Of half doaen rich
girls, but that Titan haif Of Doris struck his
Salvador Rosa tastes" M
The honeymoon, passed on the mcuntain
where the chimney hres blased for their 70
ception. and the great wild turkeys Of the
the solemn vane pointing almost invariably
south and utterfng soft sighs a II poised
above their nuptials.
No new opportunities came TO Euphorian
next year but the dull routine Of little themes
and occupations, and the weight Of wife,
mother and sister resting upon his soul; for
himself, that he was doomed to die.
Heavy grew his liveried pen, heavy the
topics Of the silly, daily world, TO the scribe
condemned; and heavy rose the sigh at
spring, in the cold mountain weather, Of the
Golden Quill over the marriage chamber and
its immortal thoughts.
The summer came and Euphorian was sent
among the distant Mormons to torture their
affairs into agreat sensation, but he failed 70
was plain that he was not made for the lower
motives Of newspapers.
In the autumn Doris noticed, when he
came to visit his friend, that Euphorian
wandered alone with tottering steps over the
old battlefield, down the ravine, up which
were borne the. victorious Union colors,
along the road Of stone walls the insurgents
loopholed, and by the great slabs of sand
stones the victors laid inthe night for rifle
rests to repel an attack from the west.
These walks were tiresome to his spine and
made him cough, and every time he climbed
the library lawn she saw him look at the
Golden Quill, swaying, searching, restless for
most decisively toward the south, If any
where.
'My sister--my dear mother-God let me
live, If God be pitifull' she heard him
mutter in the wandering spells Of the
night. Doris resolved to do something.
She asked her father in the distant city
proprietor there was al first austere at Ills
discipline being invaded by wQman's
requests, but he proved not insensible at
last to the warm appeal. "Give Euphorian
q task In warm climate, and let It seem .
great occasion he IL sent TO describe, for only
Something with . career in It will suit hfs
spi5ss; % FL; but but 4 the exertion is to be severe 1t
The proprietor thought Of Just such .
compromise occasion-the visit Of . great
ruler to one of the nations in o warm
latitude. ut Is seldom that / employ .
gentleman" thought he ''perhaps 1t viii
make q gentleman Of me for once, If I
respect one Of my writers"
"Here, Mr.. Waite" said he,. when the
Peared, Il appreciate the good You have
done myself 6y inspiring me With friendship
for you"
"sir !" spoke Euphorian, haughtily, whose
friendship never had been commercial. II
thought you sent for me to assign task"
BE it Co. theni You a have " beer been VERY. very valI ;,s
aDss the cashier I $685. f. may Ss drawn Wy By
your mother; I understand you have one.
A sister, too, think"
Euphorian's eyes filled and he stretched
his hand TO his employer with the grasp Of
an unbought gratitude,
Il: s%poys msa nsS Ss1s
deemed myself. He who deals with tools
only becomes tool. Go with the statesman
upon his travels; write when you can.
Above all-as-as-my friend-get well ~
There was q great sensation In the Scattsrsr
ednses. It did not boast Of It's circulation
nor make faces at the &in0ersr across the
way. Almost twenty old-stock public enc
mics of It received Just mention. IL the
proprietor got drunk the following night 1t
was the rare drunk Of amiability.
Euphorian followed the great man over
the scenes of his youthful wars, and height
the battles, saying:
Waite, in those days, or We would have all
been made famous"
The mountain top was green with young
leaves again; the locust trees were all in
white musky flowers; the valleys on either
side yawned like great blue calyxes Of lilies
Towns in both valleys sent up their spires
like daisies and the stone library shielding
its cottage wings faced the northern blast
and the cone offorest above the riven gap.
No face at the upper veranda among the
chestnut trees welcomed Euphorian's return.
He hastened up the grassy lawn under the
trimmed boles Of young trees, and with
wife's chamber under the Golden Quill.
1t was heard signing on its pediment 90
the lips Of man and wife kissed.
.God bless you, Euphorian! Now have
20, my dearest, this feels like home at last
baSSs the DORIS II have come a1SS home
to stay with you foreverr'
Forever" she said, is not that word
sweet? / have heard the whip-poor-will
morning and night speaking something like
Wipe your quill wipe your quillP And II
seemed to mean that you need torture your
head no more, nor go on others errand2
but like the Golden Quill above our chambei,
stay over my head and sigh to me, saying,
Nine! nstns nstns
"Not yet, my lovei am ordered to the
war with Sheridan. Sherry always was my
friend. One more great beat for Euphorien
Waite-one Fishers Hill one Cedar Greek,
and Winchester, my darlingi Then we can
marry, and my sister will live with us, and
we shall rest"
She looked into his face and saw that his
mind was wandering.
Their host led him away and persuaded
him to bed in the greater chamber next his
There the Golden Quill was wheeling and
revolving like flashing sword, for q storm
was settling on the mountain like demon
in his saddle, between the pommel and
crupper of the gap
The lightning struck the vine, and glanc-
ing down the conductor made the cOpper-gilt
globe below all fire like planet. Rains in
sheets of meteoric food sounded like volleys
in war times upon the foursided roof. and
the artillery Of thunder woke the foxes in
the rocks and made the frightened steed in
the stable neigh a. in the time Of the battle.
Euphorian heard groans and thought 1t
was the Golden Quill.
His heart leapsd up and he felt that It was
Antietam day again. :.
"Once more he cried, .once more to tell
the hghtl Iehall no. die without smother